The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

Ji Beixiao looked at Xi Yujia who was walking away. He was still a lively child. Four years ago, he was just a sophomore who did not fully understand many things in school. Studying was almost one of the few things he could do. He kept looking for internship jobs during the summer vacation. It seemed that he wanted to prove something to others at that time, that he was a different rich second-generation who came to study in the United States.

He has always been trying to prove something to others.

Looking at Xi Yujia, to whom I had said some bad things this morning, perhaps, Xi Yujia is the person who can understand me?

After Xi Yujia opened the door, Ji Beixiao followed him, probably because he felt it would be bad if Xi Yujia opened the door again.

After Xi Yujia sat down, she started to turn on the computer. Unlike the first time she finished her meal, she did not relax during this short period of time. Ji Beixiao asked, "Why don't you take a break?"

"Today is not a working day. Do your own thing well, and then you can have a good rest." Xi Yujia said this and didn't want to pay attention to this person.

"You're not going to order milk tea today?"

"It's not good to drink every day, and it's expensive on weekends." Xi Yujia looked like he had no money to eat.

"Do you simply think it's expensive or do you think you don't have enough money?" Ji Beixiao didn't know Xi Yujia's situation. In his impression, Xi Yujia was neither humble nor arrogant, but if he had to say much, he couldn't say he knew him very well.

"Money?" Xi Yujia smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have money. You really don't want to get to know me in depth before pursuing me? What if I hurt you later if you are so half-knowledgeable?" Xi Yujia asked him curiously. Obviously, it was not a big deal. For Xi Yujia, there were many people who appeared in front of her today and said they liked her and loved her, and disappeared the next day.

"No, you can tell me. I don't know why, the more I look at you, the more charming I think you are." Ji Beixiao suddenly felt a sense of stupidity and self-righteous cleverness.

"It may be that you are dirty." Xi Yujia turned on the computer, took out his notebook, and simply recorded the data.

"Indeed, but I still feel sad sometimes."

"Why?" Xi Yujia asked him, maybe it was because he hadn't started writing the thesis yet!

"Because I always think that you have an ex-boyfriend. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have a chance." Ji Beixiao always speaks faster than his brain. He regrets what he says, but there is nothing he can do about it. He is actually not such a straightforward person.

"Isn't that reality?" Xi Yujia smiled. He felt that there was no doubt about these things.

Ji Beixiao said in English: "That's why I'm sad. All my efforts over the years and the image I built up have fallen apart in an instant. I'm still a little sad. I might..."

"Maybe you care more about yourself? Isn't this reality? Don't always think about these things. There is no point in saying these things now. Believe me, be yourself and don't think too much about these things. You are not a child anymore. It is normal to have some past. What? Do you still have a virgin complex?" Xi Yujia smiled, always reminding you to think carefully before speaking, don't get excited or act weird.

"No, I, I feel sad sometimes. Why haven't I had any contact with you for so many years?" Ji Beixiao felt a little sad, but in fact, he was just feeling moved.

"There are still many people you haven't contacted! If you feel uncomfortable with this, you can try to contact them one by one to see what they are doing." Xi Yujia said very politely, as if he didn't think it was a big regret at all that he didn't have contact with you.

"How long do you have to study to finish? Because of me, I always feel that if you don't graduate, you will not consider me."

"See! Maybe! The end of the world is not the love between two people, but the exhaustion of life resources." Xi Yujia smiled and didn't care about Ji Beixiao's pretentiousness.

"You like science fiction?"

"Not really. I get bored sometimes. Sometimes I sit in the office with nothing to do. Okay, I can't talk to you anymore. I have to do my own thing."

"Okay, I'll sit behind you. Call me if you need anything."

"Yeah! You said you would treat me to hot pot tonight?"

"Ok!"

"You can consider it." Xi Yujia did not agree. He said that he could consider it, probably because if the person was prepared, then it would be fine. If not, then it would be useless to consider it.

Ji Beixiao seemed to feel happy, and began to ask which hotpot restaurant was delicious and could be delivered home. He also tried hard to recall what Xi Yujia liked to eat. However, he didn't know that the restaurant he ordered actually had an option that Xi Yujia liked.

In the afternoon, someone came to knock on Xi Yujia's door. Ji Beixiao was responsible for opening the door and asking who was coming. If he met someone who didn't seem to be here at this time, such as an old professor or academician with gray hair, Ji Beixiao didn't even dare to ask and just let him in. If he ran into someone who came to discuss with Xi Yujia, the other party would feel very honored and could meet the more famous professors in the institute, because you can meet some professors and let them lead you in research. However, if there was someone like Xi Yujia who acted as a mediator in the middle, it would be really great.

Xi Yujia sometimes would ask his younger classmates if they had anything else to do, and sometimes he would just ignore them.

No word was said about Xi Yujia's thesis, perhaps because it might reveal something if it was mentioned! The afternoon sometimes passed very quickly. If there were Chinese professors, Xi Yujia would describe them like this: "They always have their own ideas, such as not leaving get off work on time."

There are also some issues that Ji Beixiao wants to discuss with Xi Yujia. After all, when Ji Beixiao met Xi Yujia, Xi Yujia was already a person who had just started to study mathematics. Although sometimes he doesn't want to admit it, he has to say that Xi Yujia's understanding of mathematics is really good!

Perhaps it was just as Lu Xingyun's primary school expected of Xi Yujia, believing that she could skip the lower grades of seeking knowledge and cognition and move directly to the upper levels.

After the discussion, a professor invited Xi Yujia to dinner, but Xi Yujia declined and said with a smile: "I don't want to sell my time for a meal."

Ji Beixiao smiled as he looked at Xi Yujia who was turning off the computer and said, "Let's have hotpot tonight!"

"Ah! Are we having hotpot today?" Xi Yujia looked at his phone and said, "That's fine! Do you need me to drive you there? Can you take me back when the time comes?"

"Of course." Ji Beixiao smiled, "I can take you back."